Tef was chewing on something and smiling. "What are you eating?" He asked her. "Nothing."
"What do you mean nothing. . . .you're eating something."
"Nope."
"What do you mean nope," he said and started laughing as her grin widened.
"OK. . . .I had a grape." She said swallowing the last of it.
Bruce looked bdsm photos around the table, "Where did you get a grape?"
Stef smiled and lifted her hand. In her fingers was a single grape. It was wet looking and she held it out to him. "Want one?"
Bruce smiled a questioning smile but leaned over so she could feed it to him. It was wet bdsm and mistress when she placed it on his tongue and he instantly noticed a different taste to it. . . .something. . . .something. . .familiar. . . .something. Oh my god, he thought. continue...
